Winter evening is early. Mariella, the whole line left 'All Night Lake' in time for dinner, but the sun was completely down outside and the city was lit.
"Ugh, cold."
"Ga."
The habitat of Lunamaggia, "The Lake at All Nights", was a limp and cold place, but the labyrinth city at sunset is cold as a bottom.
Followed by Mariella by ringing as if Raptor, loaded with large amounts of dry herbs, would agree. Ziya flutters after three lightly dressed Mariella, Siege and Lynx, carrying a massive amount of Mail Lizardman skin. He was a raptor who could afford the loading weight, but he is walking on his own back because Jiya didn't intimidate me to put it on "gah" when she tried to put her stuff on.
Even if people on the road sometimes see Raptor as unusual, they don't look at non-combatant Mariela or Ziya, who carries a lot of luggage.
It is not uncommon to be accompanied by an alchemy skilled person (holder) because those with alchemy skills can be used as "dry" even if they are not ground pulse contractors (contractors) and can be carried in large quantities if they are dried. Most medicinal herbs are dried at the temperature and humidity of the growing environment, but they are still in good condition.
Jiya is accompanied by Lynx and Zeke, who can see that he is a high-ranking adventurer from his gear and waist. I just think you're a load-carrying slave to a bunch of adventurers. Some people would even like to see Jiya dressed in decent clothes and see that she is the main person with good treatment.
It was normal for the cargo slaves to carry large amounts of luggage, and it was normal for the walkers to be light-hearted.
Lynx, who sold Lizardman's skin and demon stones at the Adventurer Guild, ordered Raptor to take him home to base when he handed Ziya a little over 20 fractions of copper coins. When Jiya received the copper coin for dinner with pleasure, she took Raptor back to the base, where Mariella had been given a drink of water and had managed to hear what she had to say.
What a generous lord to give me more than 20 copper coins for dinner.
(Damn, you can drink. At the corner, I wanted to stay in a safe labyrinth city, but it was a scattered day, but if you can drink, it's better. It's getting cold today. You want to go home and have a drink?)
When Jiya buys the cheapest liquor she can, she heads to the Black Iron Transport base. Oak meat is stored at the base as bait for Raptor. I won't find out if I eat some.
Ziya, who was based at the base, fed Raptor water and meat, and when he properly threw the unloaded dried herbs into the warehouse, he soaked the oak meat with cheap liquor.
"I think it's like five silver coins with Lizardman's skin and demon stones today. Let's make some noise at Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion."
"How many servings of Lynx parched?
"Three servings is callous."
"Why aren't you fat?"
The three of us go to the 'Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion' in a raucous and usual noise and order tons of food.
Lynx taking meat away from Mariella's plate even though there's a lot of food and Sieg putting vegetables on Mariella's plate.
"Also, Lynx! Why are you stealing meat from my plate? There's meat on Zeke's plate, too!
"I'm stealing from Sieg's plate, too. It's just too fast to see Mariella."
"Huh? Really?"
"Look, Mariela. We're not running out of vegetables."
"Is that it? I thought I just ate..."
Moving at high speeds that don't go unnoticed is Sieg, who splits vegetables on Mariella's plate, and Lynx only steals meat from Mariella's plate. It's a terrible trick to say it's no longer Mal (...) Ella. No. Maybe it's a deep calculation of rebound prevention.
"Ah! I stole it again!
"I'm sorry to hear that. Remnants. Momogu"
Lynx making fun of Mariella with all his strength using his high physical abilities and Sieg using this and his high physical abilities to add vegetables to Mariella's plate and swap meat for something less fat. Terrible collaboration. It's the breath of an amulet. The boulders can be described as the warriors who buried needle apes all over Mount Earlyman.
After eating scattered and laughing and having fun, I still split the rest of my money between Lynx and Sieg.
"It's not the money I made with Lynx and Siege."
Mariella resigns as a matter of course. In Mariella's house, the two earners, including the cost of the potion, are managed by Zeke. When I leave it to Mariella, she tries to align all kinds of slime, she's going to impulsively buy unnecessary magic items, and her daily meal becomes oak king meat. So as a result of the discussion, Zeke decided on a certain amount of living expenses and pennies to give each month. Sieg also receives the same penny as Mariella, of course.
The two pennies are not a lot of money as B-rank adventurers or as alchemists who can make advanced potions, but they are not indiscriminate because they purchase weapons, protective equipment, and what they need to work and live separately. Mariela and others go out clamping their purses every time they get a dime, they waste it and bother Sieg.
It is normal for Mariella to have the same amount of money as her and Sieg's allowance, and everyone around her, including Lynx, is not uncomfortable with Sieg knowing her, except that she is' spoiling Mariella too much '. No one points out that even today it is strange for Sieg to receive his share of the hunt. "The earnings of slaves belong to the Lord," despite the social sentiment.
About five months ago, Sieg and Ziya stood together as slaves in the backyard of Raymond's slave trade house. Ziya watched the dying Zeke as she took care of Raptor.
It should also be noted that the identities of Sieg and Zija remain criminal slaves together.
But no one thinks of Zeke as a slave now. Siege wearing a Mithrill sword and basilisk leather leather armor obtained via the Black Iron Transport Corps. Mariella's guardian behavior makes him look better than the gear he wears.
Even if you are given decent clothing, Ziya doesn't pay for the dirt on your butt or comb (scraps) your hair. Bend your spine, only your eyes peek around you. Even though the mouth laughs like it spreads its affection, its humility makes the beholder uncomfortable. Makes you think you must be a slave even in decent clothes.
Sieg and Ziya. The two of them who were in the back yard of the slave trade hall dived into the labyrinth together today.
Sieg enjoyed a meal with Mariella, Lynx, and laughed out loud. Besides cooking, the table that we all surround is lined with quality alcohol. But Sieg and Lynx only drink to such an extent that they never get drunk. The stupidity that once drowned in alcohol and broke into enjoyment is now invisible even fine dust. Because he has someone to protect.
Jiya was drinking cheaply and laughing without a voice at her throat, which had been crushed for a long time. If you get drunk cheap, that's fine. Ziya gets drunk early with all the oak meat and alcohol just cooked in salt without any hassle. It's no match for Lynx to come back and get his booze taken away. It was because of all the drinking at once from such a humble thought. Hold the empty liquor bottle dearly and circle on the sleeping floor of the Black Iron Transport Corps stronghold. There was nothing that seemed important to him other than ourselves.
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When Sieg woke up in his room on a leaking day and, as usual, was being auditioned by Nielenberg, Ziya was also awake to the pain of a hangover. On his way home for a drink of water, Jiya glanced at the warehouse and noticed that there was no Lunamagia she should have thrown in yesterday.
(Where were the herbs collected yesterday?
The alchemy material transported into the base of the Black Iron Transport Corps is transported through the underground large water supply to the underground at the quiet night of the person's sleep to the wood-leaking day. Lunamagia, collected yesterday, was also carried in by Lynx while Jiya was drunk and asleep.
(Yeah, hey, when are the medicinal herbs delivered stopped doing it? What the hell happened?
Jiya's suspicion is not an extraordinary victory to say that she wants to be of use to the Black Iron Transport Corps being looked after. In the first place, Ziya doesn't feel any benefit to the Black Iron Transport Corps, which provides adequate food. Even though it is above those who have sinned but thus been cast into slavery, it only spreads indiscriminate malice and hostility towards the surroundings that treat themselves as slaves. If there is any injustice, if there is any weakness. Think about the herb that disappeared with such emotion.
Ziya's throat is crushed and she cannot question it. He doesn't have the means to fish for documents and get information. The only thing Jiya can do is to look her in the eye and look her in the ear and explore the situation.
(It's mostly nights when the herbs are gone. It's gone all over again. It's not like the stranger did it. My newlywed husband must be doing his best with that colored daughter-in-law, so it's the thread that brought it up.
Jiya thinks with a hangover and a sore head. It is convenient for Ziya if members of the Black Iron Transport Corps are running their medicinal herbs. If you hold your weaknesses well, you will be able to see the delicious eye.
(Hmm? Isn't that crazy? If you want to make money by flushing the herbs you bought with the team's money. But yesterday's herbs were harvested by the threads. Why aren't you selling it with dignity? What you're hiding is not to take it out of the Black Iron Transport base (here), but to bring it in? What, are you bringing medicinal herbs to Doco?
Hiccups swell Ziya's nostrils. I smelled gold. A good story is rolling ahead. Ziya was great at sniffing stuff like that. It's been a long time. This is connected to big money making.
Will the day come when the doubts that have sprung on Ziya will capture Ziek?
Will the fate of Sieg and Zija, divided that day in the backyard of the slave trade house, be remembered again?
The season is still far away in spring, and the night is long and the morning sun doesn't quite illuminate the city.
Ziya's eyes glowed just fine in the dim labyrinth city.